Woran

The bright moon shines down on me But my eyes are closed so I do not see My mind is pounding, my soul is crying My body is weak and my heart is dying My thin hands reach out but finds only air The clear starry sky shows no one is there My sad eyes they open, I look to the moon I wish that somebody would come save me soon My voice is a whisper, as out I do call But when no answer comes, to my knees I do fall. My head is now bowed, it has come my one fear Being alone. From my eyes, a single Silver tear